Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 469

After the meal, Felicia was about to clear the table when Stephan stopped her.

He gave a slight nod toward the doorway, and a few familiar looking maids entered. They swiftly began tidying the table and cleaning up

They were the staff Stephan had brought over from the Russell estate.

Felicia was more than happy to relax. Her villa spanned three floors, plus a basement. Cleaning it all was exhausting. Having help made life so much easier.

She settled onto the couch while holding a cup of hot water with both hands. Blowing it, she took a sip, then repeated the process warmed her face, the seat beside her sank suddenly, and Stephan’s voice sounded in her ear. “Does it still hurt?”

cess. As the steam from the cup

She spat out the water, nearly cholong on it. She started coughing violently as her face flushed bright red,

Stephan patted her back gently, his well–controlled strength right on point.

Once Felicia recovered, she immediately shot him a glate.

her eyes. Her attempt at intimidation failed. Her

Stephan chuckded softly.

shedding their sharpness. The typically aloof and icy man now looked warm, almost tender, as

at him, momentanly lost in

a pair of hands. Everything went dark, leaving her unable to see anything. But the voice that reached her ears was deep and laced with humor. It sounded husky and restrained. “My dear,

every time she fell in a daze, her pure, innocent

She blinked a

the flutter of her eyelashes against his palm. It was like a soft tickle from

vehicles pulled up

the cars were members

he was about to leave,

off–road models, packed full

retracted her gaze and

tongue in annoyance. He raised his hand again, this time pinching her

offending hand away and protested, “What

of the chaos

while. It might take some time.” Stephan leaned closer, his tone tinged with coaxing “You

going